‘Do you have children?’
It’s typically the second question people who don’t know me well will ask when they hear I lost my husband. ‘No,’ I say – and rush the rest – ‘but I have a wonderful family and lots of close friends.’ When I just say ‘No,’ a dense silence hangs in the air, the other person doesn’t know how to respond. As a mourner, you become adept at making those who are trying to comfort you, comfortable. In my situation, a widow without kids, it’s an essential skill. Have any of you experienced this? How do you deal with it?